"Not at all. I couldn't think of anyone I'd rather be stuck with on independent study."
"Tch. You're sweet."
"Not trying to be. I just like spending time with you, Lacey. Trying on underwear together or not."
I smiled at him bashfully, and we enjoyed the rest of the meal in relative silence.
I made myself a note to pick up my next batch of birth control pills; I swear it was unrelated to the events of the day.
I swear.
***
"Hey, morning Jon," I said as Jonathan shambled in the next morning. I had made coffee, and he poured himself a cup while I became aware of his attire. He had showered the previous night, shaving off the stubble at my request, and put on a pair of the new underwear. And that's all he was wearing now.
"No time to be a lumberjack this morning?"
"Hmm?"
"Didn't tak
